Duke Andy was in pain and did not react quickly to the matter, but when he did, he saw the contemptuous eyes of the noble ladies waiting aside.
Following their gaze, he finally understood what was happening, and in an instant, he let out a painful cry.
After sensing Duke Andy's repeatedly fluctuating emotions, the flames became satisfied, and the temperature perceived by Duke Andy rose another level.
He looked at the ashes of clothes floating in front of his eyes, feeling inexplicably sad and angry.
Isn't this the most proud work of the top magic weapon master?
It is said to be able to block the attack of the great magician, but how can it be burned away by these flames?
It is wrong to falsely inflate the value of goods.
He is not convinced, and he wants to file a complaint.
Duke Andy, as the first warrior of the empire, was actually embarrassed by a fireball today.
This is undoubtedly a huge shame.
He looked at the eyes of those ladies with difficulty, and his heart seemed to be pierced by ten thousand swords.
This shame could not be washed away.
And no one has discovered that the flame is so spiritual.
What was more painful than Duke Andy was the magician who rushed over.
A small beam of flame instantly penetrated the magic circle, fell into the sea of roses, and spread quickly.
Immediately, the huge magic circle disappeared completely in a daze, and other flames fell into the sea of rose flowers, quickly forming a sea of fire.
The flames were burning hot, and the crackling sounds in the air were endless.
These seemingly heat-resistant roses are unable to withstand the onslaught of flames.
Their flowers were burnt to a crispy brown and black, and their leaves were curled and curled.
After a while, many roses died feebly.
The magician who came over looked livid when he saw this scene.
He cast a large-scale water-attribute magic, and a large dark cloud was summoned by him.
The drizzle of rain fell from the clouds in an instant, but unfortunately it could not produce the slightest effect.
The rain kept falling and the fire kept burning.
But after the rain falls to a certain distance, it will be evaporated by the heat emitted by the flames.
The originally dreamy and romantic rose garden is now filled with a layer of scorching mist, and it seems that the elegant fragrance of roses can still be smelled in it.
Seeing this scene, the magician held the scepter tightly in his hand.
The intensity of the flame could reach this level.
He kept patrolling the dilapidated garden, but found nothing.
The white mist is steaming in the rain, but the rain is getting less and less.
The burning flames on the ground make a sizzling sound, and the flames seem to be moistened by the rain, burning more and more vigorously.
The ones at the bottom that were burned by the flames were the dilapidated rose flowers.
Most of them were burned until only a solitary branch was left.
The curled and yellowed leaves fell to the ground, like dirty sludge, which made people uncomfortable.
Dare to look directly.
This strange scene directly stimulates people's attention.
Among the crowd, Princess Liliana, who had always been very elegant and calm, was frowning tightly at the moment, and a few rays of light flashed in her brown pupils, as deep as a moonless night.
She wasn't angry that her party was ruined, she was really worried about something else.
The magician in mid-air tried all kinds of methods, but still had no effect.
In the end, all kinds of water magic seemed to fuel the flames' arrogance.
Every time the water splash falls, the flames will rise a few knots.
The magician suddenly feels that these flames are provoking him, but how is this possible?
He put the matter out of his mind in a flash.
The energy gathered with magical elements originally carries the owner's will, but these wills can be expressed in a spiritual way through the spread of flames, but it requires extremely high magical control, and this control has exceeded Reached the level of a great magician.
In this era when magic is gradually disappearing, there are only a handful of people who can achieve this.
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Even His Majesty the Emperor of the Fenglan Empire cannot do it.
Mr.
Magician believes that anyone who can do this can easily destroy the entire palace, so how can he play such a little prank.
But it turns out some people really like little pranks like this After the flames withered all the roses, they did not let go of those roses with only dark stems left.
They followed the burning traces all the way to the rose roots in the soil.
Seeing the scene, Mr.
Magician eagerly cast a magic circle again.
Izel, who was waiting on the side, his eyes flickering, as if he had recovered from the shock, and cooperated with Mr.
Magician to cast a gentle healing spell.
The golden light fell into the sea of rose flowers like warm and transparent sunlight.
The flowers seemed to be covered with a layer of clothes made of sunlight.
The scorching sunlight slowly floated in the air and was completely isolated.
Beyond magic.
The flames that lost their attachment were no longer so powerful, and their arrogance was dissipated under the magic that Mr.
Magician had prepared for a long time.
Bundles of flames were extinguished, and the sparks that flew out fell into the water and turned into a puff of white smoke.
After realizing their situation, the flames curled up tightly, forming a huge fireball, but from time to time, a small flame appeared reluctantly and disappeared in an instant.
After the surface of the fireball kept making sizzling sounds, a strange thought came from the center of the fireball, aggrieved and dissatisfied, like a little kid who complained to his parents after being bullied.
This thought was so special that it was not heard by others at the scene, but their master accurately received it.
Just when everyone was slowly relieved, a gust of wind blew from nowhere and swept the entire rose garden in an instant.
The wind helped the fire, and the fireballs that had been huddled together blocked the rainwater at once like taking a big tonic.
They spread quickly and turned into a continuous sea of fire, heading towards the rose garden.
In an instant, they burned through the clothes made of sunlight and eroded into the roots of the roses buried in the soil.
The flames remained half on the ground and half in the soil.
This strange scene was jaw-dropping.
At this time, there seemed to be several strange vibrations coming from the ground, like the sound of breaking glass.
Traces of painful and unwilling fluctuations spread into the air, and were heard by those with sensitive senses.
They stared deeply at the strange sea of roses, with a depth in their eyes that others could not understand.
The vibration became lighter and lighter.
When it completely dissipated, the flames on the ground also disappeared.
Seeing this scene, the nobles who stood nervously aside finally felt relieved.
Vivian was holding hands with a weird expression, so who was taking the blame for her: